Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 974

Chapter 974: Chapter 544: The Ultimate Delicacy! Chapter 974: Chapter 544: The Ultimate Delicacy! “How did they… oh, you transformed just now,” Negris realized mid-sentence.

Ange had transformed into the Dragon God to shatter that formidable will; the presence had definitely been sensed by the Giant Dragons and might have even triggered the bloodline's oppression. Such information at the bloodline level could only be received by Giant Dragons, and it was impossible to deceive them.

Negris was troubled. Now, where to find a Dragon God to appear, since Ange had just transformed and couldn't do so again so soon.

However, it soon noticed that both Anthony and Durken were looking at him.

“You expect me to impersonate the Dragon God? You've got to be kidding, my skinny arms and legs hardly look the part,” Negris muttered angrily as it flew out of the Sorcerer's staincase, heading towards the Giant Dragons.

Silba quickly corrected him, “It's the Dragon God Envoy, Dragon God Envoy. The Dragon God has just clashed with the Annihilation Warlock and is currently contemplating. We shouldn't disturb him; you can meet him tomorrow.”

“Yes, yes, Dragon God Envoy,” Negris said with a disdainful pout. It might be impersonating, but as the God of Knowledge, being a Dragon God Envoy was quite a downgrade.

The female Red Giant Dragon blinked in confusion as Negris approached and then looked up at the fifty-meter-long Black Giant Dragon.

They recognized him, recorded in the bloodline's inheritance as the unluckiest Black Dragon in history, Darhan Diawara. How unlucky? He ran into the Undead King outside, was captured, petrified, and stuffed into the Hall of Knowledge.

“Lord Darhan?” the Red Giant Dragon tentatively called out.

Silba nodded, “Yes, it's you, Diyali. This one here is a manifestation of Lord Negris, the Dragon God Envoy.”

Silba knew this female Red Giant Dragon. With the Dragon Clan's longevity, even though they had been expelled from their plane centuries ago, most of them had been alive since then.

“Dragon God Envoy? What Dragon God Envoy? Has the Dragon God sent one? Where is the Dragon God?” Diyali asked, puzzled.

Negris replied impatiently, “The Dragon God just exchanged blows with the Lord of Annihilation and is reflecting on a new understanding of power. Please do not disturb him for now. You can meet him tomorrow.”

Listening to this, Silba suddenly understood why, despite Anthony being more eloquent, Negris had to represent him. That impatient, annoyed, and confident demeanor was exactly that of an envoy backed by a powerful patron, quite natural indeed.

However, it was indeed natural, for Negris was indeed the most suitable envoy for Ange.

Diyali was startled, “The Lord of Annihilation?! We will meet then tomorrow, meet tomorrow, thank you, Lord Negris, for coming to our rescue. Diyali is most grateful.”

Negris waved nonchalantly, “No need to thank me. You are all our juniors; how could we let you be slaughtered by those magicians? But what exactly happened? How did you end up here? Tell me everything.”

“Sure, please, Lord Negris, Lord Darhan, let's talk more on Dragon Island. May I ask how old Lord Negris is this year?” Diyali made a inviting gesture.

Such a small figure, yet so casually calling them all juniors, how old must Lord Negris be?

“About 15,000 years old, I suppose,” Negris sighed.

Everyone flew towards the 'land' floating in the Void, called Dragon Island by the dragons. It was an irregularly shaped strip of land, about five to six hundred kilometers long and three to four hundred kilometers at its widest, with many caves. Some caves were interconnected, forming a complex cave system inside.

Upon landing on Dragon Island, Negris discovered that the surface of the land had a thin layer of air, not entirely void. It had seen this type of environment before, much like the Eternal Path.

“Why is there air here? Is there a Farm Barrier?” Negris asked.

“What barrier? The air? Indeed, it's a barrier that has been released, my lord, how did you know?” Diyali said.

Negris, of course, knew, because they had created the barrier themselves. Negris did not say anything, merely smiling mysteriously.

Under Diyali's leadership, they arrived in front of a cave. As they entered, Negris gestured behind him, and following them from the ladder of magicians, Ange and the others flew out.

Although she didn't recognize these people, Diyali still nodded appreciatively at everyone, thanking them for coming to help. Without this rescue, the Dragon Clan would certainly have faced a dire outcome.

The Sorcerer Alliance had always eyed the Giant Dragon Clan greedily, considering them to be the best pets for summoners, and racked their brains to capture them for taming. Driven from the ground by the Undead, the Giant Dragon Clan had been forced to this remote place, and their lives were incredibly miserable.

They entered the cave, which twisted and turned as they went deeper. After a while, Ange suddenly stopped, tapping the cave wall beside him: “Petrified wood.”

Negris hurried over to see and indeed, the wall clearly had the texture of plants, much like wood that had been petrified.

“Petrified wood? Who has so much free time, petrifying a bunch of wood? Could this place be built of petrified wood?” Negris asked in confusion.

The God of Life poked its head out from over Ange's shoulder, looked around, and said, “It's not built of petrified wood; rather, this place is the interior of petrified wood.”

“Hiss–You're saying this 'land' is a petrified piece of wood? That's even bigger than you? How huge must this tree have been? Who could petrify such a massive tree?” Negris exclaimed in shock.

The God of Life shook its head: “Maybe only a part is petrified wood, but it's definitely large, you can tell from the texture. Petrifying it doesn't require anything special; time alone is enough. Any wood buried in soil and unspoiled can petrify over hundreds of thousands of years.”

After saying this, Negris suddenly remembered, those primeval forests that had been buried under volcanic ash indeed could easily lead to some petrified wood, a natural occurrence. Could it be that this petrified wood had a history of several hundred thousand years?

What kind of tree grows so large? With this question in mind, they walked into a vast underground space very deep down.

The caves here were actually quite large and wide, allowing even the Giant Dragons to easily move in and out. This space was no exception, being at least several dozen kilometers wide, enough to fit a city with no issue.

Here, they saw a pile of fluffy 'wood shavings,' and countless sheep-sized insects were pupating within, looking plump and well-fed.

A Red Giant Dragon was rummaging in the wood shavings, pulling out one fat white caterpillar after another, poking them with a stick from the rear end, making them burst out a green sauce with a 'pop.'
Threaded onto skewers, arranged in front of a stone slab, the Red Giant Dragon took a deep breath, readied itself, then breathed out a Dragon Breath on the skewers, roasting the insects until they were golden, crispy, and fragrant, then served them up.

“I'm really sorry, everyone came to rescue us, and yet we have nothing good to offer. This is our only food, I hope no one minds,” Diyali said, embarrassed.

The first batch was served to the rescue forces; after that, the remaining Giant Dragons didn't hold back, diving into the wood shavings, each searching for their own insects. Those who were picky roasted them first, while the less fussy ones just threw them directly into their mouths, eating them whole.

Seeing the insects that resembled plump sheep, everyone exchanged looks, and Negris spoke disdainfully, “This is your only food? Don't you have little fat lambs, tuna, or Flying Dragons or something? Is it really that bad?”

Upon hearing Negris's words, Diyali's saliva secreted uncontrollably, but then she shook her head.

“What about vegetables and fruits? Don't you get constipated? What about chewing sticks? You don't have any? Your life must be so miserable. Ah, it's so pitiful, here, have some beetroot, fruits, and dried meat, ah, would you like some fruit juice?” Negris called for Ange to bring out some food.

Seeing those fresh vegetables and fruits, Diyali couldn't help but drool, barely even giving a glance at the grilled meat. Although the Giant Dragons didn't prefer plant-based food, having not eaten it for centuries made these treats an exquisite delicacy!

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